I avoid using traditional techniques
02-19-2022, 05:39 PM
Though the fae had been lost in her thoughts, they weren't so loud that they drowned out the stranger's approach. Her star-dusted crown swiveled instinctively as she became aware of his presence, her brilliant gaze sweeping quickly over his charcoal and umber coat. Interestingly enough, Noelie found his patterning and crimson eyes to be the least remarkable thing about him. Her tail gave a few welcoming waves, sweeping across the ground as her maw tipped upward to view him. He was unexpectedly tall, towering over her small frame in an almost comical fashion.. or perhaps he was normal, and she was just short. Back home the yearling would have been considered average, with adults being both slightly taller and slightly smaller than herself, but here it seemed that range varied incredibly. Having had very little experience with wolves outside of the Sound before this, Noelie couldn't help but wonder if there was something in the water, either here or back home that stunted or enhanced growth. Surely it couldn't have been a problem on her end, though, not when the ancestors had blessed their waters. "Oh, uh.. yeah, I guess I was." Just a tiny lie. "Is that what you're here for?" Her head turned then, quickly taking in the scenery that she hadn't paid nearly enough attention to before finding him again. |
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